Su Baixi left him and took the key.

Without her support, Lin Zijia fell to the ground again.

To be honest, she looks like she doesn't recognize anyone when she lifts her pants.

Lin Zijia narrowed his eyes, very worried, with a little confused, he said, "Do you only need the key?"

"The key to my house is indeed."

Su Baixi checked it and confirmed that it was correct, and then he believed that Lin Zijia had really done it, not just talking.

"Do you just need the key?" Lin Zijia asked in a low voice again.

Su Baixi was stunned.

His voice was lower: "You took the key, don't you want me?"

She didn't hear clearly, she looked left and right, there was still surveillance in the hallway, she hesitated for a few seconds, thought of the phrase "Do you only need the key", and said, "You reminded me, what about the certificate?"

"What certificate?"

"Title deeds."

Lin Zijia lay on the ground and laughed, and didn't answer her.

It's like I'm not drunk.

Su Baixi remembered that the last time he was drunk and crazy, he also called her and said some strange things, but she didn't take it seriously, and she doesn't remember it now.

"I'll help you up."

Su Baixi stretched out her hand, and when she dragged him, Lin Zijia blew softly in her ear, whirring.

"You can't afford to get up?" She pushed him away a little, "I'm leaving."

Lin Zijia blew and said, "Sister."

The tone turned out to be a little pitiful.

Su Baixi frowned, put him down, turned his head to call Qin Yanran, and asked the other party to pick up someone.

"Why is Brother Zijia with you?" Qin Yanran listened to Shen Qingbai's words, ran to the wrong place, and still hasn't found Lin Zijia's person.

"Just come here." Su Baixi reported a string of addresses.

Qin Yanran hung up the phone directly.

There were several monitors in the corridor, and Su Baixi was not afraid that something would happen to him, so he took the key and left.

Su Baixi went to the Su family's villa, this suite has always been in Huo Siyu's hands, no one lives in it, and it has been abandoned for many years, it is estimated that Huo Siyu still wants to sell it, so he regularly calls people to clean up, and now when I look at it, it is almost the same as in my memory.

It just so happened that she was also planning to move, and the house came back at the right time.

She went upstairs and into her mother's room, and found a lot of photo albums, page by page, all of them were memories of the past, it was too late, and she had no intention of leaving, leaning against the head of the bed, holding these albums, silent.

It wasn't until half past three in the morning that her cell phone started ringing.

Over and over again.

Su Baixi saw that it was Lin Zijia who called, and she hung up all at first, but the other party was tireless and had a kind of perseverance, as if she wouldn't stop if she couldn't get through.

After all, it was also the key from his hand, and Su Baixi was hindered by this layer, and finally answered: "What's wrong."

Lin Zijia hadn't woken up yet, so he blew on his phone, and only after he finished blowing did he say, "You're so shameless."

Su Baixi hung up the phone.

The phone rang again.

Last time, he learned Lin Zijia's methods of revenge, Su Baixi was a little jealous, afraid that he would come to find fault when he sobered up later, and answered again: "You ......"

Lin Zijia suddenly choked up, and said inarticulately, "Why are you like this."

"Why are you doing this to me, why are you so disgusting, you are the most disgusting thing I've ever seen."

Su Baixi lowered his eyes and said, "You're drunk."

There was a lot of noise on Lin Zijia's side, and he was talking one after another: "Sister, look at me."

Then he cried out, "Look at me."

Su Baixi clenched his hands, finally kept a little sane, and asked cautiously, "Lin Zijia, who am I?"

The other end was silent for a while, and then shouted flatteringly, "Sister Youwei."

The beating of Su Baixi's heart tended to be calm, and finally returned to no waves, and there were no more ups and downs, but she didn't

I know what I'm insisting on: "Lin Zijia, who am I?"

He said, "Xiao Ran."

Su Baixi hung up the phone.

This night, another sleepless night.

Su Baixi should have thought of it a long time ago, she really shouldn't have any expectations.

But the palpitations at that moment couldn't deceive people, she was almost a little bit, she really thought that Lin Zijia was calling her.

It turned out that it could be Xu Youwei or Qin Yanran, but there was no her.

Next.

Su Baixi called Ling Shenxing and told him that he was going to move.

"Is it because of that night?"

Ling Shenxing explained softly, "Bai Xi, it's okay for us to be the same as before, I was too impulsive that night and didn't think about your wishes."

"It's not for this reason," Su Baixi responded lightly, "I always live in your house, and it's not good to spread out, I'm sorry to trouble you for a while, I'm a little embarrassed, now that I have my own house, I want to move back."

Ling Shenxing kept it again and again, but Su Baixi had already made up his mind, and in the end he could only agree: "Then I'll help you move things."

"No need, I don't have enough stuff, just one person can do it."

"That's good."

After Su Baixi finished speaking, he checked the approximate rent of the villa on the Internet, knew the approximate price, selected the highest number, converted the month and transferred it to Ling Shenxing.

She said, "Treat it as if I had rented it."

Ling Shenxing didn't accept it, and said, "You don't need to calculate it so clearly, we are partners, and at the same time, we are still friends."

Su Baixi didn't care about him, mailed the key to his company, and moved away by himself.

It's just that that night, an uninvited guest came.

Lin Zijia opened the door directly and came in.

When Su Baixi saw it, he felt a little bad: "Why do you still have the key?"

"I know that you are shameless, and I won't print another copy myself?"

The co-authorship was still rubbed before she was given.

When Lin Zijia was not drunk, he was still the same as before, his face was gloomy, and his tone was still yin and yang: "Steal my things while I'm drunk, are you a pickpocket?"

Su Baixi was speechless: "You gave it to me yourself."

He scoffed, "I didn't give it."

"There's a lot of surveillance in the corridor, you go check it, it's really you who gave it to me." She whispered, in an innocent tone.

Lin Zijia replied casually: "So you took it and threw me on the ground?".

"Looks like you've checked the surveillance."

Su Baixi poured a glass of water, and after he finished drinking it, he turned around and asked him, "Do you drink it?"

Lin Zijia was yin and yang: "Why don't you drink if you don't want money."

So, she poured him a cup too.

Lin Zijia didn't want to drink it, probably just wanted to see her pour it, and said, "Let's have some ice."

"Nope."

He lit a cigarette and made a fuss: "Then get some hot one."

"It's going to be burned."

"Then you go burn."

Su Baixi raised his eyebrows, got up, and went to boil water.

Lin Zijia stared at her back, and looked down, it was a smooth waistline all the way, exquisite, even if she was wearing clothes, she couldn't stop the scenery inside.

He suddenly said, "It's useless for you to take the key, it's my name on the real estate deed."